Yesterday’s photo a day post was a bunch of shake to shuffle Hipstamatic pics of Robin the cat sitting on top of the cat tree in the living room.
Today is the mirror universe version of that post. It’s a bunch of shake to shuffle Hipstamatic pics of Lily the cat sitting on top of the cat tree in the living room.
Creativity runs deep ’round these parts.
Wasn’t that fun? Sure was!
Back again.
My stomach has been a smidge off all day. Probably 90% of normal-good. It’s becoming very unhappy right now though. I’m going to need to eat something more substantial than a protein bar very soon. Nice timing, stomach pouch.
Here’s hoping the pink eye exam goes quickly and I can get the hell out of here. My appointment was for 6:30pm and I didn’t get in for triage until 6:50.
I’m hungry enough that it hurts right now. The last bite to eat was at 5:25, but it was just a small protein bar that I thought would hold me over until dinner. Guess I was wrong. I brought another snack here with me but I don’t want to be eating when the doc comes in. Effin’ decorum, right?
I waited until after Xmas, but I’m done with waiting now. It’s time to read Geddy Lee’s memoir.
Bellana left. She’s spending the next couple of days with a friend, then at her dad’s, then with another friend. We were joking that there is only so much of her to go around and everyone wants a piece.
Harry’s in the city visiting a friend and Jen just ran out to the store.
I’m home alone. Just me and the cats. Speaking of which…
One year ago today (later tonight, actually) we lost our kitty, Miss Patches. After the work day ended, Jen noticed she was walking funny. Sort of in a sideways manner. I took her to a vet and we learned she was riddled with cancer and there was nothing we could do for her.
It was the first time in my adult life that I lost a pet, and probably the first time since I was a toddler. It was a sad night. The kids and Jen and I all met at the vet and said our goodbyes. Poor little kitty.
Here are a few pics taken from her last week with us. Rest in peace, you little puke machine of a fur ball.
Wow… did the B-team write this one? Are the daily prompt writers on break this week? Did they just ask ChatGPT for a list of dumb questions? Today’s daily writing prompt thingie is just… bad. Really bad. Utterly bad.
I guess here it goes. My response today is a photography response. I took some pictures of my favorite writing and reading nooks in our house. Why? Because I’ve already built my perfect reading and writing spaces. The writing space is a desk with a laptop and the reading spaces are comfy chairs with lights. Perfect. So detailed and worthy of a writing prompt. Ugh.
Writing nook, which also doubles as a music recording nook. My home computer desk in the cellar:
As for reading nooks, I will share three. This one is my main go-to, even though it is not in the usual place due to the xmas tree. It is also missing it’s usual reading light and end table, but it still works. I just open the curtain and use the bay window for both end table needs and lots of extra light:
Reading nook number two is on the other side of the living room. I don’t use this one very often, but it works perfectly:
The fourth and final image for today’s masterpiece of a blog post is the reading nook in the bedroom. Sorry that the lights were off when I took this with the Hipstamatic app so it’s pretty dark. I don’t use this one often, but I love that it’s there. I often sack out here while I am cooking dinner in the kitchen, which is the room next door. Fascinating, I know:
There. A pointless, shitty response to a pointless, shitty daily writing prompt. Yippee.
I have a new favorite photograph. Aunt Mary took this.
I didn’t play guitar at all today, but I did take a few Hipstamatic pic of my #1, my Les Paul Custom. Shake to Shuffle and all that stuff.
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